56. Extra 2-Decryption Line

◎Why is Adu so persistent◎

In early May, on the eve of the high school entrance examination, Xuancheng.

The temperature has soared to an astonishing 30 degrees before the arrival of early summer. The air conditioner is far from being turned on, and the fan blows useless hot air, which makes people irritable.

What's more, we are still in math class.

What's more, the math teacher occupies the art class.

What's more, he is still talking about the second question of the last big question.

"No?"

"Nothing? - Come and read it with me."

"No - love without reason, no - hate without reason, no - the first question without reason," a few boys who gave face responded sparsely below.

It caused a lot of laughter.

With the high school entrance examination approaching, Du Ningyang's enthusiasm for learning mathematics is high. She followed the teacher's calculations and wrote quickly, and the pen made sparks.

She wrote hurriedly, and her arm uncontrollably leaned to the right, and her elbow accidentally hit her deskmate.

"Ouch."

Du Mian exclaimed softly and pushed Du Ningyang's arm back. She is a pretty girl, with a small head and face, a small nose and mouth, and slender limbs. She is exquisite in every way, like a proud little swan.

Du Ningyang took back his hand, looked up and smiled at her shyly.

"Why are you smiling at me so 'fawningly'? I'm not angry," Du Mian said to Du Ningyang after class.

"That's good," she breathed a sigh of relief, with a relaxed smile on her face.

Du Ningyang thought he had a good relationship with Du Mian, but since they were deskmates, it was inevitable that there would be bumps and bruises. She was so thin and beautiful, like a delicate little flower, which made people want to protect her.

There were two boys in the back seat, listening in, and joking, "Her elbow can break your thin arm, okay? Come on, let's calculate the pressure, pressure - 65 kilograms, force area 25 square centimeters."

"Oh my god, it hurts so much."

"Du Mian, I didn't expect you to be a ninja."

Maybe there was no malice, after all, the person they were talking to was Du Mian, but the content of the conversation made Du Ningyang difficult to deal with, and the smile on her face froze.

Du Mian saw Du Ningyang's embarrassment and helped her smooth things over, saying, "Why do you say that? How can she weigh 130 kilograms?... At most, at most 125 kilograms, okay."

The voice was quite loud, and a few onlookers came over following the voice, covering their mouths and laughing softly.

The sudden serious questioning by the beautiful girl made the boy in the back seat feel a little embarrassed, and he answered weakly: "I saw the weight during the last physical examination, it's absolutely true." "

Even if it's true, you have the obligation to keep a girl's weight confidential," Du Mian stretched out her hand and made a pinky promise with the boy in the back seat, "Come on, let's make a pinky promise, you promise not to tell anyone." "

What? Childish, you are so nice to her."

They made a pinky promise with a smile, and the past grudges were resolved, and the matter was over.

"Du Ningyang, I have helped you get revenge. If he talks mean again in the future, I will help you deal with him."

She always "stands up" for her, and almost everyone knows that the beautiful Du Mian is protecting the ordinary Du Ningyang.

Du Ningyang leaned sideways, his face was already red, the material of the summer school uniform was not breathable, and all the sweat was stuffy in the clothes, and it felt a little difficult to breathe. She thought that she really had to lose weight after the high school entrance examination.

She nodded to Du Mian with difficulty.

Then she raised her face and looked out the window.

Xu Kaiyan from Class 10 was passing by.

-Since

they both have the last name Du and are in the same class, their names are always placed together, whether it is study groups, seats, or examination rooms.

There are many benefits to being friends with beautiful girls.

For example, many people would like to come and be friends with Du Mian, and there are always people who greet them enthusiastically on the road;

for another example, famous boys in the grade would deliberately find Du Ningyang and ask her to help pass on love letters, and give her a few candies.

For another example, Du Mian and Xu Kaiyan have been very close recently, and she promised Du Ningyang, "When you decide when to confess to him, I will help you to make an appointment with him immediately."

Du Ningyang has been secretly in love with Xu Kaiyan for a long time, but he is a handsome and self-aware charmer, and she is an unknown little transparent. Like most girls of this age, she inevitably gained weight during her development, her academic performance was lagging behind, she was inferior for unknown reasons, and she always liked to lower her head.

Only Du Mian knew about this secret love of "wait until I get better".

"If he doesn't agree, I'll help you beat him until he agrees," Du Mian promised her, patting his chest.

During physical education class, they walked to the playground together. Passing by the mirror of the fire hydrant, they stopped to straighten their bangs.

"Hey, the light is good now, let's take a picture and try out the pixels of my new phone," Du Mian stood still in front of the mirror, took out the phone she smuggled into school, and said in a tone that could not be refused.

"Oh," Du Ningyang's eyes were vague, and she didn't dare to look directly at the mirror, but from the blurred blocks of color that flashed by, she could infer that she was about twice as wide as Du Mian?

She took a half step back, trying to hide behind Du Mian and cover half of her body, and pushed the whiskers on both sides of her bangs forward to make her face look smaller.

Du Mian pushed her forward and complained, "Look at me, I splattered some oil on my school uniform during lunch, it's a big spot... Stand in front and help me block it."

Du Ningyang was not a weak person, but she was always afraid of offending Du Mian. She felt inferior because of her outstandingness, but was proud to walk beside her.

In addition, she would graduate soon and transfer to Huaicheng to study in high school, so there was no need to make things awkward.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Okay."

With a "click", the photo was taken. Du Ningyang was about to leave, but Du Mian stopped her and showed her the photo, "Look, it's well taken. The light is really good now. Let's take a few more."

Is that right? Perhaps only Du Mian looked good in the photo, very thin, very white, and weak. As for Du Ningyang, she was like a mountain standing in front of Du Mian, honest and strong.

She quickly moved her eyes away and said "hmm" vaguely.

Du Mian said, "Your facial features are actually quite good, and you look very photogenic. I won't be used to you if you lose weight. Can you not lose weight? You look so cute now."

"I..." Sometimes she didn't know how to answer these "seemingly well-intentioned" words of hers.

Being fat on the outside is one thing. When the doctor told her during the physical examination that "being overweight will affect your various health indicators," Du Mian was right beside her and heard it more clearly than she did.

What does she think of herself as? A sincere and lovely friend, or an easy-to-talk control group who is always there to highlight her beauty?

"But I still want to lose weight..."

"Hey, son Xu!"

Du Mian interrupted Du Ningyang and waved in the direction of the basketball court with a bright smile. Xu Kaiyan held the ball in one hand and smiled and gave them the middle finger, "son Du is being rebellious. Call me dad."

Du Mian left Du Ningyang behind, ran two steps in the direction of Xu Kaiyan, turned back and pointed at Du Ningyang, smiling sweetly, "Please, there are two people with the surname Du here, who do you want to call you dad? Please explain it clearly."

Xu Kaiyan was nearly 1.8 meters tall, with a sturdy body and thin muscles, which made Du Mian in front of him look small. He stretched out his hand, rubbed the top of her head very intimately, and asked back: "What do you think? How many sons can I have?"

The two were very close, laughing and chatting, and occasionally tickling each other.

Du Ningyang thanked the physical education teacher for blowing the assembly whistle, giving her a legitimate reason to return to the team. When Du Mian ran back to her, a strong sense of resistance awakened, and she suddenly didn't want to be friends with her anymore.

"Guess what I talked about with him just now?" Du Mian leaned close to Du Ningyang and whispered to her, "I'll help you find out what type of girls he likes."

"Ah?...Oh."

"Why, you're not interested? Then I won't tell you."

"What is it?"

"He said that he likes girls with good personalities and who love to laugh. I think you fit the bill. You're definitely his ideal type."

"Is that so."

"Hey, why don't you seem very interested? I wasted so much effort to find out... Humph."

After the physical education class, Du Mian walked back to the classroom with Du Ningyang's arm around her, and met the class beauty of Class 10 in the corridor. The class beauty stuffed a gift wrapped in a beautiful gift box into Du Mian's hand.

"Mianmian, I have tutoring on the day of your birthday party, so I can't go. Here, I'll give you the gift first."

The class beauty held Du Mian's arm with both hands, shaking it and acting coquettishly, "I begged my parents, but they wouldn't let me. Please don't be angry with me."

Du Mian smiled generously, "No, I love you the most, okay? I'll save a piece of cake for you when the time comes."

"That's right, after all, I'm not the protagonist," the class beauty said mysteriously, "That guy has been going crazy picking gifts for you these days, and pestering the girls in our class to help choose. He treats you so well, wow."

"Don't give me that," Du Mian winked at the class beauty and pushed her shyly, "He just likes to make fun of me, you're so annoying."

"Women, they say one thing and mean another." The class beauty waved her sleeves and lightly walked into the door of Class 10's classroom.

Du Mian’s birthday is this Friday, which is the day after tomorrow. Du Ningyang went to the boutique early to pick out a gift for her. It was a genuine Hello Kitty crystal ball. The workmanship was very beautiful, but it was expensive. She felt painful to pay for it.

But why did Du Mian tell her: "The exam is coming soon, so there will be no birthday party this year."

After returning to the classroom, Du Ningyang hung her head and sulked. She wanted to ask Du Mian what was going on, but she didn't say anything, waiting for Du Mian to explain herself.

But Du Mian turned a blind eye, picked up the blank math homework from her seat, and went to the desk of the math class representative, begging for explanation, until the bell rang, she reluctantly returned to her seat.

They didn't talk during the first self-study class.

After school, Du Ningyang took the crystal ball to the boutique and begged the boss lady to return it.

"No returns after goods are sold," the lady boss said without even raising her eyelids, "Look, it's written here."

"Then can I exchange it for something of equal or less value?" She was so angry that she wanted to punch the air, but she knew she was in the wrong, so she could only weakly say, "Please."

In the end, she exchanged ten notebooks, two boxes of red pens, and two boxes of black pens and went back.

-Until

Friday, Du Mian did not send an invitation to Du Ningyang. The two of them tacitly understood each other, one pretending that nothing had happened, and the other pretending that they didn't know about it.

If she didn't want to go, then she didn't go. Friday was Du Ningyang's weekly Internet time, and it was just right for her not to go.

She hummed a little tune, turned on the computer, logged into QQ, opened her space, and scrolled down leisurely, commenting on the news that she hadn't seen one by one, and then-a bolt from the blue.

The screen was full of photos of her and Du Mian, and what was even more devastating was that behind her wide and big body was Du Mian, who looked like an elf.

Du Mian's caption is: A sunny afternoon with a beautiful girl~ Cherish your last junior high school life Oh

At this moment, three days have passed since the release of these photos! And in these three days, the number of views has reached an astonishing three-digit number!

The malice of adolescent boys and girls is sometimes very straightforward, and sometimes hidden; ignoring or paying attention is like a blunt knife cutting the heart.

-yoyo: You, a beautiful girl, are really modest

-Mumianmian: Mumumumumu/cute/kiss

-Aaaaqing: Little bird~

-Mumianmian: Ahahahaha you know how to describe

-Zhenxuan: Girl should lose weight haha ​​-Mumianmian

: I'm only 92 pounds, okay -Zhenxuan

: I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about the one next to you/cool

-Lin Kai: The fat woman is fat again, hehe, just a joke, she's cute.

-Mumianmian: Then I'm not cute? /Fist fist

-Lin Kai: You are the cutest!

She obviously did nothing wrong, and obviously just took a few photos to meet her friends' requirements, but she was scrutinized, judged, and compared.

The picture was distorted by the lens. I was wearing a school uniform, which was too big. Actually, I didn't look that fat. Really, I lost weight the day after the exam. It's okay

. It's okay.

She was doing self-improvement in her heart, constantly cheering herself up, breathing desperately and eagerly, holding back tears, telling herself that if she let the tears fall, she would fall into Du Mian's trap.

She refreshed her space, but saw that Du Mian had posted a new status: "A new year, this big adventure has you to accompany me~@木棉棉的猫."

Du Ningyang clicked on Xu Kaiyan's friend information and found that his online name had changed from "蓝猫" to "木棉棉的猫".

Tears still fell on the keyboard.

Tired of crying, she threw "木棉棉" and "木棉棉的猫" into the blacklist, and the netizen's avatar jumped up.

In the online world, there are not so many considerations. Sometimes she said something impudent to him, but he never got angry. He was like a soft plasticine that could absorb her explosive and irritable emotions during adolescence.

Zhu Jiabei: [Little brat is surfing the Internet instead of studying.]

Echo: [Get lost.]

Zhu Jiabei: [What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?]

Echo: [None of your business.]

Zhu Jiabei: [-.-Who pissed you off?]

Zhu Jiabei: [Hey, hey, hey]

Zhu Jiabei: [Okay, if you don't say anything, I'll go play games 0.0]

Zhu Jiabei: [Wait for you for another ten seconds.]

Zhu Jiabei: [10, 9, 8...]

Echo: [Get lost.]

Echo: [I hate you.]

After a vibration, the page expanded and turned into a chat box with a video.

The system displayed: "Zhu Jiabei sent you a video invitation."

-

It has been more than a month since I became friends with Zhu Jiabei.

Ever since I talked to my parents about wanting to study art, they have been asking about the studios in Huaicheng, and finally decided on "Lu Xuezhong Studio".

Du Ningyang was itching to do so, so he posted a message on the "Huaicheng Art Exchange" forum, asking what "Lu Xuezhong Studio" was like.

Zhu Jiabei left a message under the post, saying that he had been in this studio for three years and felt very good. Although the teacher was strict, he could learn real things.

Du Ningyang politely replied with a thank you. A week later, when she logged into the forum again, she found that Zhu Jiabei had sent her a private message. He left a QQ number and said that his sister would also go to Lu Xuezhong's studio in the fall, and if she didn't mind, they could go together then.

They became good friends just like that.

They occasionally chat about their lives.

She knew that he had finished the joint entrance examination and was preparing for the cultural courses for the college entrance examination. She also asked him why he was still playing games at this juncture. He said: "Brother has almost finished it, but you, you have to seize the moment. 】

He had advised her more than once that no matter it was a month before the high school entrance exam or the day before, she should promptly end the fake friendship that was consuming her. She said: [I regret it too, but I did everything with her, and I found that I only had this one friend. 】

He said: [I am also your good friend! 】

This sentence touched her heart a little. She thought about it and finally typed these words and sent them over.

Echo: [The friend I am talking about is you. 】

Du Ningyang thought for a moment, pointed the camera too high at the chandelier in the room, and clicked the connection. The

moment it was connected, the dialog box turned into two blurred videos, the upper and lower ones. The upper video was larger, which was Zhu Jiabei's interface; the next second's video was smaller, which was Du Ningyang's interface.

The moment the connection was connected, she saw a thin and immature face, wearing black-framed glasses. He was not stunningly handsome, but he was very attractive and comfortable.

Zhu Jiabei tilted her face slightly, wearing headphones, her fingers tapping on the keyboard, with the gaming chair and wall of the Internet cafe behind her, and there seemed to be a boy sitting next to her, moving the mouse very quickly, playing a game.

"Oh, it's connected," Zhu Jiabei turned her face, facing the screen, and said "Hi" to Du Ningyang.

For some reason, she suddenly became nervous, her throat trembled slightly and she said, "Hi."

"Is there something wrong with your camera? I can't see clearly, I can only see a white aperture," Zhu Jiabei quit the game and looked at the camera intently.

"It's broken," after being hit by Du Mian, she was very insecure about her appearance, and deliberately followed his words and lied.

He asked, "Why are you unhappy? Who has offended you? Is it your bad friend? Uh, Du Mian?"

She said, "Yes, but it's useless to say it. You can't do anything."

"That's right," Zhu Jiabei thought seriously, "Let me think about what to do. Well, or wait until you have a holiday, I will come to you and treat you to a meal?"

She counted the days on her fingers, "That's still a long time, okay?"

"Focus on studying, and it will be quick," Zhu Jiabei said with a brotherly demeanor, "The most important thing for you now is not to let her affect you. You no longer care about her and no longer regard her as a friend. In this way, nothing she says or does can hurt you. Isn't there a saying on the Internet, 'Acting as if nothing happened is the best revenge'."

"It's really non-mainstream," she said indifferently, but she agreed with this saying in her heart.

In the video, the boy next to Zhu Jiabei patted his shoulder, his movements were quick and hurried, as if he wanted him to log in. He took off his headphones and said a few words to the other party. Du Ningyang couldn't hear it. Judging from his lip shape, he seemed to be saying, "I have something important to do, wait a minute."

Somehow, she developed a sense of trust and dependence on him.

Zhu Jiabei put on headphones and said, "My friend just harassed me, don't take it seriously."

"It's okay," she suddenly became emotional and told him what happened today.

Zhu Jiabei helped her analyze the situation very seriously: "Well, first of all, Du Mian is not your friend. She just wants you to set off her, and that boy is not a particularly good boy either, so it's not worth it for you to cry because of the two of them." "

I think so too."

"That's right! It's good once you figure it out!"

"If it were you, what would you do?"

"I would tell her directly that it's too much and I don't want to be friends with you anymore!"

"Then I'll try."

"As for losing weight, in my opinion, at your height, 130 pounds is at most slightly fat. Although I haven't seen your photos, I think you're cute just by listening to your voice. But if you want to lose weight, then just work hard. Don't be too thin. 120 pounds is about right. You don't know that the girls in our class who are too thin don't have the energy to study." "

I still want to lose weight to 105 pounds."

"As long as you want to, you can!"

She just looked at his youthful face, his face covered with a blurry filter, and said those unusually sincere words.

Secretly, she couldn't help but move the mouse to the screenshot tool, waiting for the perfect frame, taking a screenshot, carefully saving it, and uploading it to a space album that only she could see.

Before going offline, he vowed again, "When you get to Huaicheng, I'll introduce you to a bunch of handsome guys."

She found that she didn't want to meet these so-called "handsome guys" anymore.

-

Having said that, after breaking up with Du Mian, Du Ningyang still cried unconvincingly.

In August, Zhu He came to Xuancheng to find Du Ningyang and fulfilled the meal he promised to treat her. Her weight loss project was beginning to pay off, and she could fit herself into her new medium-sized clothes.

They met at McDonald's near the Xuancheng bus station.

While waiting for him, she was nervous, holding her breath, and looking around.

A bus stopped in front of the bus stop, and a slender boy got off the bus. He was wearing a light beige short-sleeved shirt and khaki shorts. The breeze blew, and leaves fell on his hair in front of his forehead.

He raised his head slightly, blowing the leaves off, and then lowered his sight to her position, smiling at her.

"Hi, Du Ningyang," he came over, very familiar, "I caused you to lose a friend, so I came to make up for it today."

Only then did she realize that there was a yawning girl following him, wearing headphones and carrying a bunny schoolbag.

Zhu He gently nudged the girl with his arm, "Hey, hey, hey, wake up, say hello."

The girl took off her headphones, hung them around her neck, and stretched out her hand lazily, "Hi, hello, I'm his biological sister, Zhu Yao."

"Don't listen to her nonsense," Zhu He rubbed Zhu Yao's head, "This is my sister."

Du Ningyang's brain twitched, and he held Zhu Yao's hand with his left hand and Zhu He's hand with his right hand, and the three of them formed a perfect circle.

She smiled brightly, "In the future, please give me more advice."

——The end of the full text——

The author has something to say:

"The Wishing King" ends here! Bow!

At the beginning of last year, my Qiuqiu account was stolen and my space was locked. After a year of appeal, I successfully got it back. After looking through it carefully, I found that during my most inferior and darkest adolescence, the brothers and sisters I met online gave me a lot of encouragement.

When you grow up, you will have to work hard to make a living, but ordinary days have ordinary fun, and you can always find joy in hardship. So I imagined what everyone would look like when they grow up, and typed the first three chapters of this article. Miraculously, it passed the signature. Although I have been working alone, I relived many touching moments during the writing process.

Dedicated to my good friends who used to talk about everything, I hope everything is going well for you.

Don't worry about having no confidants on the road ahead, who in the world doesn't know you?

Ma Asha 2025.5.20